Rasputin

Nightcore

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I am something out of the dark DeathMask's the night lark Crooning in your closet 'fore I come and eat your heart Fuck rollin in corollas I'm ridin around on nightmares The place inside your head is where I sow destruction, kill prayers I'm the Boogeyman, grilling scalps in saucepans Assrapin Croesus and tradin' tips with Satan I climbed on my roof to watch the stars align Then said a spell and opened Hell's gates gaping wide Fourth dimension seven senses take me through Ktulu's head Cherubic children burn in' building's Virgil's beatin Dante dead In the ninth circle jerkin with a Daemon's daughter Hitler's dropkickin Hipsters flirting with Demi Lovato Im shaken my fist twist sick like syphilis With angels in my oven and burn in off their wingtips Lawn-mower seed sower gotta razor blade disorder Mean to slit your throat instead I end up bleeding onna floor It's chinatown I'm eaten dogs with Asian clowns Slurpin' sake, smoke Op and partying with Kamikazes Fuck pigs can't catch the hair on our chinny chins Before we're makin bacon outta sheriffs witta swine spit Coke jitters, litter the streets with bitter critters In shitters pumpin head splitters trigger the bigger wrist slitter Figure I'm slicker than oiled down like baby ass With my buddies skipping class and drag gin knuckles through the grass Chuggin apple snapple cackle like Pazuzu's in my tracksuit Eatin Daemon horns ground with Tiger dick and Rasputin Crack houses filled with deadmau5es and 4 fingered junkies with anopthalmia Damn, I got the Grand Central rap jams Singin for some quarters and a half pounder sandwich But who gives a shit? More fucked than the middle east At least Israel ain't tryna blow me off the fuckin beach {Alter Ego} I'm paradoxical like sun showers Pushing roots 'neath sunflowers Cracking cats with stacks of cash 'Cause millionaires are straight cowards My zombie shit is quite disturbed The noose your in is quite deserved For what you did to me Y'all motherfuckers gonna burn (and burn) Empty pockets electrical socket rockets Exploding in girls' crotches I'm knocking a dude unconscious Superbad, my super dad Has left the burners on again House is smoky, crackers jokin "Willie Nelson's in my crib!" Cut the bullshit, pass the pool stick Shooting billiards with a snowman while I hallucinate Pokers, craps, and solitaire The waiters pulling on my hair She's screaming out my name (MAT!) Wait what the fuck was that? I'm DeathMask, the crazy cat with mad stacks An empty vodka handle and a mad track, crack, smack I tell these bitches "I own NASDAQ" Somebody tell Tyler not to lend my swag out I want that shit back {DeathMask} DEATHMASK! This enigma is terrifying I can't shake the feeling my conscience's lying So I stab him when he ain't lookin' Bookin' to Brooklyn To sleep in a room full of Thuggers and hookers Tattoo my forehead with Algorithms Inducing visions with valium And rap pin with the Pope High as fuck on coke Then kick his ass for deaf alter boys across the globe I'm hiding in a wine crate Fuck my space I'm feeling really cozy And my girlfriend's a year late The baby daddy's probs a fucking Daemon with my luck I'll be cleaning up the afterbirth while she'll be getting fucked Reverse the world order hoarders trashing their quarters Whitey is crossing the border while Mexicans poison water The world of commerce finally made me a hearse I hate this shit Im outta here so long goodbye Fuck the universe